I’m not turning 50 years old. I’m turning 10 Celsius. (Stolen from someone who says he stole it from George Carlin.)
Of course, I’m just over 9 in dog years, but if I WERE a dog, I’d be 213 years old.
As I write this, I’m 18,515 days, 23 hours, and 2 second old. I’ve been alive for more than 1.5 billion seconds. I know I’ve wasted a few of them, maybe even these last few. (Thanks for onlineconversion.com for these.)
2 responses so far ↓
1 Rhea // Aug 3, 2007 at 8:13 am
Now, that’s interesting way of putting it.
2 John Cutter // Aug 3, 2007 at 9:43 am
Of course, in psychic years, I only feel 25.
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